Who am I?
Who am I to pass judgement on the despair of the youngster who has only known this war, waged in his land since he was only four? Who am I to pass judgement on the man who lived and died dishonourably in East Harlem, who was eradicated in an instant in a hail of bullets [...]
This article was posted on Saturday, 25th June , 2011 at 6:37 pm and is filed under Reflections. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can also add a note to this post, or trackback from your own website.
Archive
No matter how hard you try to obliterate your past, there is no escaping the Eternal Record and the Wayback Machine.
This article was posted on Tuesday, 21st June , 2011 at 10:12 pm and is filed under Reflections. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can also add a note to this post, or trackback from your own website.
These days
When we were young we spoke of faith and truth, of rightness and wrongness, and of goodness. Now we talk of pragmatism. And we deride our younger selves and the zeal that once accompanied us.
This article was posted on Wednesday, 15th June , 2011 at 7:11 pm and is filed under Reflections. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can also add a note to this post, or trackback from your own website.
